Feeling different

The searing pain of her canines piercing into his flesh sent John over the edge, and after two more frantic thrusts, logic wrestled back control and his mind stuttered. ’Wait, no condom!’ The realization threw him into a blind panic. He pulled her hair, making Tala release his shoulder with a growl, and yanked back to pull out and cum on her chest and stomach. A wave of dread washed over him when he wasn’t able to slip out and he looked down at where their bodies met. ’Shit…’ He was somehow locked inside of her, her lower lips stretched tightly around him, unwilling to let him pull free. ’Shit shit shit…’ He jerked harder in desperation and she screamed in pain, but his pulsing cock was trapped, spilling his seed into her unprotected cunt.

Something, half voice half emotion, in the back of his mind was trying to convince him to press deeper and, trapped as he was, he gave in, wanting to watch Tala writhe under him in pleasure as he came. The thrum of blood rushing through his veins seemed to muffle out all other noise as he watched her, head thrown back, mouth open, eyes half closed in a daze, shuddering with every pulse of his cock within her. A minor movement of his hips was all it took to make her eyes shoot open as she came again. John closed his eyes to revel in the feeling of her pussy trying to milk the last drops of cum from his cock. The other presence in his mind faded to a sense of pride that he was snapped out of, remembering where he was when he heard footsteps in the hall.

“Tala? I heard you scream, are you okay?” the kind voice of Tala’s mother drifted into the room, she’d paused on the other side of the door. The proximity of the authority figure’s voice made John reflexively try to pull out again, forcing his poor partner to scream out, her voice breaking into a canine whine when he managed to pull free. He looked down, surprised and confused by the strange girthy bulge at the base of his cock that easily extended his length a couple inches...

He had the time to half-cover Tala with a rough blanket before her mother rushed in, a look of concern plastered on her face. The moment she saw them, Kiana froze. Her pale skin flushed pink with shock as she took in the scene before her. “Oh!” she gasped, shielding her eyes with her hands. “I’m-”

“Sorry,” John cut off her apology with his own, embarrassed to be caught in such a state. “We, uhm-”

“No, no, I shouldn’t have barged in.” Kiana turned her back as a way to give them more privacy.

“I, uh,” he cleared his throat, looking at the equally flushed Tala, “it’s okay.”

He heard the kind woman mumble as she was about to step out of the room. “Teenagers left alone... it’s only natural,” she giggled, and he paused, looking back at her in surprise.

Catching Tala’s eye, he spoke up as the embarrassed matron had the door half opened.

“Uhm... I don’t think it was…” John blushed, looking down at the wincing Tala, helping her sit up.

“He’s a human, Mom, but he,” she paused, searching his eyes nervously before he interjected and finished her sentence for her.

“I got stuck, somehow. I tried to, uh, pull out, and it hurt her and I didn’t know what to do, so I tried again, but there was this bulge like, well, I’ve taken biology classes, but this was strange…” His voice faltered as he noticed he was rambling in his embarrassment.

“Bulge?” Kiana caught the word, offering John a throw blanket from the closet to cover himself with. He could swear he saw her looking at his cock in the corner of his eye. “May I see it?”

He nodded nervously, letting her step closer and kneel between his legs. She leaned in to examine his still firm, virgin-stained cock, carefully touching the engorged base. It looked inhuman on his body and reminded him of an impressive anal plug he’d seen in a porn. Kiana made a couple soft, contemplative sounds before looking up at his face.

“Tell me about your parents, John. From the sounds, and looks, of it, you may be one of us after all.”

“What?” He was incredulous, covering his lap with the spare blanket. “No, I can’t be. I’m Human. I would know if I were a werewolf,” he barely caught the slight twitch in Tala’s face at the word like it was some kind of slur, “or something, wouldn’t I?” His voice felt small and unsure by the end, starting to doubt himself again.

“Not necessarily.” Her tone sounded final, but she continued after reading the apprehension on John’s face. “If you’re not a full-blooded Lycan, your abilities have to be awoken by mixing two bodily fluids with an active lycan.”

“Awoken?” John couldn’t help but interrupt, but Kiana continued, barely acknowledging that he spoke.

“Usually, if you live in a pack, it’s mother’s milk and a drop of blood when you’re a baby so you grow up alongside the other pups.” Holding up her hand to keep him from interjecting again, she moved to the side of the bed. “Otherwise, you could live an almost normal life as a human until you find your wolf, if you ever do.” She paused, petting her daughter’s hair a moment, giving John a chance to process what she was saying before continuing. “Please, John, your parents.”

“Well,” he sighed, giving in. “My mom’s a human, as far as I know. Normal as can be. She’s a nurse, actually. Finished school after dad walked out on us.” John smiled a little, proud of his mom’s accomplishments, before frowning. “My dad, I’m not sure. He’s not around anymore, but when I was a kid, he was really into camping and fishing. He was gone for work more and more, sometimes weeks or months at a time. Until Mom found out he was cheating. He actually started another family on one of his so-called business trips,” he paused, trying to keep the disgust and disappointment from his face. “Mom divorced him when he stopped coming home.”

“The restless type. A subtle sign of a part lycan that doesn’t have a pack.” John’s eyes widened, and she rushed to reassure him. “Possibly... I’m not saying he’s one of us, you could be fully human, John. You have strange powers we can’t explain and this phenomenon is really rare... but…” Her voice softened until she was mumbling to herself, pacing the room with the teenagers looking at each other.

John reached out, brushing Tala’s hair from her eyes so he could look into their beautiful brown warmth. She kissed his hand, nuzzling it as she spoke. “I’m okay, I promise,” her smile was reassuring, but she was still trembling when he leaned in to kiss her.

“I’m sorry I hurt you, and about all of this, but I’m not sorry we had sex.” He glanced at her mother who was seeming to come to some kind of conclusion of her own. “I don’t… I don’t want this to be a one-time thing,” he felt his cheeks growing hot, a bit awkward in trying to put his thoughts into words.

“I don’t either.” Her smile felt like it relaxed John’s every muscle, and she opened her mouth to speak again, only to be cut off by her mother.

“Tala, you need to go shower and clean up. I need to talk to John for a minute.” Her eyes were focused with a determined look on her face, smiling softly when her daughter kissed John before scooting off the bed, wincing again at the movement.

“Don’t scare this one away, Mom. I like him.” Tala blushed and winked at her mother on her way out.

“John, I know you’ve been through a lot today, but if you are one of us, there are some things you should know. We have rules…”

He nodded. “I know, I won’t tell anyone you’re here and I won’t expose myself or you guys.”